Weight of your bbs?
Atharva and Maya walked downstairs.
Maya kept her gaze lowered, her eyes flickering nervously around the hall, as if she were desperately hoping no one—no family member—would see her like this. But the entire place was eerily silent. Empty. Not a single servant. Not a single familiar face.
It was as if the house itself had been abandoned.
A strange uneasiness settled inside her. She was confused… cautious… yet she didn’t say a word. She simply walked beside Atharva.
Atharva, too, remained silent. But every few seconds, his eyes drifted toward her—slow, deliberate glances—before he looked ahead again, his expression unreadable.
---
Up in the balcony, Veer stood in nothing but his lowers, a coffee mug resting lazily in his hand. His gaze was fixed outside… distant, lost.
Then his eyes caught movement.
Atharva.
And… someone walking beside him.
Veer narrowed his eyes, trying to see clearly—but Maya’s face remained hidden. Atharva’s body shielded her completely.
A flicker of curiosity crossed his face.
Without wasting another second, he grabbed a pair of binoculars and raised them to his eyes, focusing sharply.
Atharva and Maya were heading toward the farmhouse.
Veer slowly set his coffee mug aside, his attention now completely locked.
“Where the hell is he going…?” he muttered under his breath. “And… is that Maya?”
He tried harder, adjusting the focus, straining to catch even a glimpse of her face—but failed.
---
Meanwhile, as soon as Maya’s eyes landed on Rana and the bodyguards standing ahead, she instinctively stepped back—hiding herself behind Atharva.
Atharva noticed. Just a slight glance over his shoulder.
Then he looked ahead again.
But no one dared to look at her.
Every single man stood with their heads bowed, eyes fixed on the ground. Not a single gaze lifted.
After all… she was Atharva Raisinghani’s wife.
---
Back on the balcony, Veer finally got a clearer angle.
And this time… he saw her.
Her bare back.
That short dress clinging to her body… swaying slightly with every step she took.
His grip tightened on the binoculars.
“Fuck…” he breathed out slowly.
He zoomed in further, his gaze darkening—but just then, they disappeared behind a cluster of tall trees, their figures blurring out of sight.
“Shit—”
Veer quickly moved to another window, adjusting his position, refocusing.
There.
He found them again.
They had stopped near a car.
---
Atharva turned toward Maya.
“Open the door.”
Maya blinked, caught off guard. “Me?”
“Yes. You.”said atharva
Without arguing, she turned and opened the door.
A slow, crooked smile tugged at Atharva’s lips as he slid inside the car.
And now—
For the first time—
Veer saw her from the front.
His breath hitched.
That dress… tight… clinging… revealing just enough.
Her cleavage… her figure… everything about her screamed temptation.
“My God…” he whispered, almost to himself.
---
Inside the car, Atharva gestured.
Maya quietly got in beside him.
Rana and the driver took the front seats.
And within seconds, the car drove away.
---
Veer lowered the binoculars slowly.
His mind was racing.
“So early in the morning… where the hell are they going? And dressed like that…?” he muttered.
A pause.
A darker thought crept in.
“What if… he’s going to hurt her again…?”
His jaw tightened.
“I need to check.”
He turned to leave—but his steps halted as his eyes caught his reflection in the mirror.
He froze.
For a moment, he just stared at himself.
His breathing… uneven.His expression… off. Something wasn’t right. His hormones were raging.
“Damn… I need a cold shower.”muttered veer.
But even as he said it, his reflection blurred—not because of the mirror…
That dress. That body.That face.
Again. And again. And again.
Flashing in his mind like an obsession.
He shut his eyes tightly—then opened them—blinked rapidly—but nothing helped.
She wouldn’t leave his head.
Anyone looking at him right now would instantly know—
Veer was losing control.
---
Lost in that storm, he didn’t even notice when—
The door opened.
“Bro, that—”
“Not now,” Veer snapped, turning away sharply. “I don’t want to talk. Just go.”
Dhruv frowned, stepping closer. “What happened to you? I was just—”
“I SAID GO!”
His voice echoed.
Before Dhruv could say anything else, Veer stormed past him and disappeared into the bathroom.
Dhruv stood there, stunned.
Confused.
Something was seriously wrong.
But he didn’t leave.
Instead, he walked over and sat on the bed… waiting.
---
Under the freezing stream of water, Veer stood for a long time.
Trying to calm down.
Trying to regain control.
Trying to wash her out of his mind.
But it wasn’t working.
---
After a while, he stepped out, a towel wrapped around his waist.
He didn’t notice Dhruv at first.
But Dhruv was watching him.
Closely.
Silently.
“Were you feeling horny, Veer?”asked Dhruv
Veer froze.
Then slowly turned, his expression hardening.
“Why would I feel that?”
Dhruv stood up, stepping closer, his eyes sharp.
Veer opened his mouth to respond—
But before he could—
The door opened again.
“Atharva jiju and Maya—where did they go so early?” Anvi walked in, slightly breathless. “I went to call her, but she wasn’t there.”
“They went somewhere,” Veer said shortly. “Just a while ago.”
Anvi__“But I was near the main gate, taking a parcel. I didn’t see them.”
Veer__“They left from the farmhouse side.”
A pause.
“Now can you please leave? I need to change.”
“Oh—yeah, sorry,” Anvi said quickly before walking out.
---
Veer pulled out his clothes and began getting dressed.
Dhruv glanced at him… then at the binoculars lying nearby.
Something clicked.
He thought for a moment.
Then—
“What were bhai and bhabhi wearing?”
Veer didn’t even look at him.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with bhai,” he muttered. “He made her wear such a short dress… and took her out like that… in front of everyone.”
His jaw clenched.
“But I’ll find out where they’ve gone.”
Dhruv’s expression darkened.
In one swift move, he grabbed Veer’s arm and forced him to turn.
“Aren’t you ashamed?” he snapped. “Thinking like that about bhabhi?”
Veer met his eyes.
Cold.
“What thoughts?”
Dhruv_“You know exactly what I’m talking about.”
A brief pause.
“I didn’t do it intentionally,” Veer said, his voice lower now. “It just… happened.”
“How could you?” Dhruv shot back. “Even if something like that crossed your mind, you should’ve walked away—”
He turned his face in disgust.
“Disgusting… I feel sick just looking at you.”
Veer’s lips curled slightly.
“Of course you do. You have your wife.”
Then, his tone sharpened.
“So what could be the problem!”
Dhruv turned back instantly.
“Then you get married too! Who’s stopping you? Do whatever the hell you want—with your own wife.”
Veer’s eyes darkened.
“I want only Maya, Understand? I want only her. Will u let this happen? Or anybody in this house? Haan??”
Silence fell.
Tense. Heavy.
Dhruv’s voice dropped, firm and warning—
“Veer… you’re crossing your limits now.”
Veer didn’t respond.
He simply put on his watch… and walked out.
Dhruv called after him.
Again.
And again.
But Veer didn’t stop.
---
Meanwhile—
Atharva and Maya stood in front of a club.
Atharva adjusted his coat, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
“Come on, ex-wife,” he said. “Let me show you a different world.”
Maya looked at him, uncomfortable, her arms instinctively pulling closer to herself.
“I can’t even look at myself in these clothes… and you’re taking me inside… among so many people?”
Atharva stepped closer, taking her hands in his.
“If you were still my wife,” he said softly, “I would’ve cared about who looks at you.”
A pause.
“But since you want a divorce…”
His grip tightened slightly.
“This is perfect.”
Before she could react—before she could even process his words—
He pulled her inside.
---
The moment Maya stepped in—
Her breath caught.
Dim lights.
Heavy air.
Bodies everywhere.
People tangled with each other, lost in their own desires.
This wasn’t just a club.
This was a place built for lust.
No woman was properly dressed. Every outfit was revealing… bold… unapologetically provocative.
And yet—
Not a single person looked at her.
Not one.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to.
They did.
Everyone did.
But no one dared.
Because in Atharva’s left hand…
Was a gun.
And no one had the courage to lift their eyes above it.
Maya didn’t even realize it.
She walked beside him, unaware that the weapon alone was enough to keep every gaze lowered.
---
Atharva led her into a private room.
Couches lined the space.
Dim red lights bathed everything in a sinful glow.
Soft music hummed in the background.
A glass table sat in the center.
A mini fridge stocked with alcohol stood to the side.
And before she could react—
Atharva suddenly pushed her.
Maya fell straight onto the couch.
Atharva stepped closer to her, his presence looming, suffocating.
“So… you said you don’t want to keep my filth in your womb… that my sperm is filth. That’s what you said, right?”
Maya steadied herself on the couch, her fingers gripping the edge as she looked up at him.
“Yes.”
Atharva gave a slow nod, almost thoughtful, before moving to the couch beside her and sitting down.
“Hmmm…”
“Then why did you bring me here?” Maya demanded, her voice sharp despite the unease crawling under her skin. “And that too… to a place like this? It’s hell.”
She paused, her eyes narrowing.
“And how do you even know about a place like this? How many times have you been here, Atharva?”
Atharva tilted his head slightly, watching her like she was something to be studied.
“Under what right are you questioning me?”
Maya didn’t hesitate.
“Until the divorce papers are signed… I am still your wife. That’s my right. Now answer me—what business do you have in a place like this?”
Atharva leaned back, completely unfazed.
“I used to come here every night… when you fell asleep.”
He bent slightly toward her, his voice lowering.
“To fulfill my fantasies.”
A pause.
“Anything else you want to know?”
Something inside Maya cracked.
Her eyes filled instantly, her voice trembling with anger.
“You were cheating on me? All these years? That love… those feelings… that obsession… was all of it a lie?”
Atharva stared at her face for a moment.
Inside, a cold thought crossed his mind—
"You still haven’t understood me biwi… how did you trust me so easily… how did you not realize that I am lying…"
“Answer me!” Maya snapped, her voice rising. “Why did you do this?”
Atharva leaned deeper into the couch, his expression turning colder.
“Because I wanted to. I don’t think I owe you any explanation.”
A beat.
“Now keep your mouth shut.”
Maya wiped her tears harshly and turned her face away, refusing to look at him.
---
The sharp sound of a clap echoed in the room.
Within seconds, a group of men and women entered.
Atharva didn’t even glance at the women. Not once.
Maya, however, looked at them—her confusion deepening into shock.
The men… were only in underwear.
The women… barely covered, dressed in bikinis.
Her gaze flickered once—and then snapped back to Atharva.
He was already looking at her.
“What… who are these people?”she asked..
Atharva’s voice was calm. Too calm.
“You can choose anyone from them. Anyone… man or woman.And if you want you can also choose man and women together..”
Maya’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“What? What nonsense are you talking about?!”
“I’m not talking nonsense,biwi,” he replied smoothly. “Pick anyone… fulfill your desires.”
A pause.
“And if you want… you can even conceive.”
That was it.
Maya stood up abruptly, fury exploding through her veins—and the next second—
The sound cracked through the room.
Everyone froze.
“Have you lost all shame?” Maya’s voice shook with rage. “Are you sharing me now? You never valued this relationship yourself, and now you want to turn me into this too?”
Atharva’s expression darkened instantly.
In one swift move, his hand wrapped around her waist—pulling her hard toward him.
Maya gasped as she fell straight onto his lap.
“So you weren’t satisfied with me… is that why you wanted to leave me.Hmm?”he asked calmly..
“You’re completely mentally ill!” she snapped. “That’s what you are!”
Atharva pulled her even closer, his grip tightening.
“If you don’t want anyone from here…”
His voice dropped.
“…do you want Veer?”
For a second—
Everything stopped.
Maya’s eyes turned red with pure rage.
“How much lower will you fall, Atharva? How much?”
Without breaking eye contact, Atharva casually gestured behind her—ordering everyone else to leave.
The room emptied.
Then he spoke again.
“What did I say wrong? You asked for his help that day… to escape me. And he’s completely obsessed with you.”
A faint smirk.
“I’m sure neither of you would have a problem.”
“Disgusting,” Maya spat. “A hundred rotten souls must have died before you were born.”
Atharva’s lips curled.
He pinched her waist suddenly.
Hard.
“You didn’t do a very good thing… making fun of my feelings in front of everyone, Maya.”
“Ahh—Atharva!” she gasped, her body tensing.
His grip tightened even more.
“Not good at all. I know every inch of you… every nerve… but you—”
His voice sharpened.
“—you never understood me even once.”
“Let go of me!” she cried, trying to push him away.
He pressed harder.
“If you loved me… why didn’t you understand me?”
Maya hit against his chest weakly, her voice breaking.
“It’s hurting… a lot… please…”
For a moment—
He just looked at her.
Then suddenly—
He let go.
Maya remained sitting on his lap, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
---
Atharva leaned back slightly.
“The reason I brought you here… is to show you how submissives keep their owner satisfied.”
Maya stared at him, disbelief written all over her face.
“Are you serious? You want to show me live porn?”
“Something like that.” Smirked Atharva
Maya Snapped“Oh God, Atharva… I can’t do this.”
Before she could move away, he turned her—pulling her back onto his lap, this time facing away from him.
His hand slid to her stomach, holding her firmly in place.
He pulled her closer.
Too close.
And then—
He lowered his face to her neck, resting it there lightly…
Maya struggled against his hold, her voice breaking as panic and anger mixed together.
“Let go of me, Atharva! I don’t want to see any of this! If you enjoy it, then you watch it yourself!”
Atharva’s tone turned sharper, more commanding. “Only two people. Come inside.”
The moment his voice echoed, a man and a woman stepped into the room.
Atharva rested his face against Maya’s neck, his breath brushing against her skin as he spoke coldly,
“Do the submissive act. I want to teach my wife.”
Both of them nodded obediently.
They glanced at each other… and started with a kiss.
Maya squeezed her eyes shut instantly, her body stiffening. “Don’t… just stop, please…”
Atharva signaled them to continue.
Grabbing Maya’s face firmly, he forced her to turn.
“Look at them, biwi. Even trying to close your eyes… could cost your father and the rest of your family.”
Her breath hitched.
Slowly… unwillingly… Maya opened her eyes.
Her gaze fell on them.
But Atharva… wasn’t watching them at all.
His eyes were fixed only on her.
Her reactions. Her fear. Her breaking point.
In front of them, the man gestured for the woman to go down on her knees. She obeyed instantly, a shameless smile spreading across her face as she lowered herself.
Maya’s stomach twisted.
The man signaled again—
But before things could go further—
“Nooooo…!”
Maya turned her face away, her voice trembling, almost tearing apart.
Both of them paused, looking toward Atharva.
He gave a slight gesture.
Leave.
Within seconds, they were gone.
Silence filled the room again.
Heavy. Suffocating.
Atharva turned Maya’s face back toward him, gripping her chin.
“What happened, biwi? Why didn’t you watch?”
Maya’s eyes burned with anger as she snapped, “I can’t look at anyone’s dick!”
A dangerous glint passed through his eyes.
“Why?” he asked quietly. “Do you prefer someone else’s?”
Maya glanced at him for a second—hurt, frustration, and exhaustion all tangled together.
“Why are you torturing me?” her voice softened, but it carried pain. “I only asked for a divorce… you didn’t give it. You forced me here… I’m still with you, aren’t I? Then what’s the reason for all this torture?”
Atharva’s gaze dropped to her lips for a brief second… before rising back to her eyes.
His voice lowered.
“Your words… your thoughts… the ones that wanted to walk away from me…”
Maya’s patience finally snapped, her voice trembling with rage and exhaustion.
“I am so done with you! You were the one questioning how my feelings changed… how I moved on so quickly… and what about you? In just one week, all that love, those feelings—everything vanished? And you started torturing me?”
Atharva’s eyes darkened, his tone dangerously calm.
“This feels like torture to you? When did you set the bar so low for my torture? Did you forget the last time?”
That was it.
Maya shoved him hard, stepping back before standing right in front of him, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
“Then do it. Do whatever you want.”
And then—
She dropped to her knees in front of him.
Her voice broke… but her words were sharp, almost reckless.
“Submissive? Slut? Whore? What do you want me to be for you? Just order me.” Her lips trembled, but she didn’t stop.
“I am ready to do anything. Self-respect, self-love—none of it matters to me anymore. Just order me, Mr. Atharva Raisinghani. I’m ready to do everything.”
For a moment—
Atharva just stared at her.
Silent.
Unreadable.
Then, quietly—
“Maya… stand up.”
She let out a hollow laugh.
“Why? Blowjob? Crawling? Or something more spicy? You don’t want anything?”
His patience snapped.
“I said stand up!”
Maya rose to her feet, anger burning in her eyes as she stepped closer.
“I know you could never cheat on me, Atharva,” she said, her voice softer now, but filled with pain. “All of this… you’re doing it out of anger. But if you think I’m pretending—then you’re wrong. I’m not angry just like that.”
Her voice cracked.
“I lost our baby because of you. If you hadn’t done those things… if you had changed… maybe none of this would’ve happened. Maybe we would’ve been planning our future… planning for our baby…”
Before she could finish—
Atharva grabbed her head from behind, gripping her hair, pulling her brutally close.
His voice shook—not with weakness, but with something darker.
“Was that baby only yours? Only your right? Only your effort?” His grip tightened. “The way you lost your baby… I lost mine too. And I was happier than you… more excited than you.”
His breath was heavy now.
“And how many times did I tell you that day—don’t go, don’t go? Did you listen? Just one day before that, someone had already come into our room and touched you… and before that, that parcel—”
His jaw clenched.
“But you ignored everything… and still chose to go out.”
He pulled her even closer, his voice dropping into something accusing, cutting.
“So by that logic… it’s your fault. Because of you, we lost our baby. Understand?”
Maya let out a bitter, hollow laugh.
“Wow… exactly what I expected from you. Ignoring all your sins and putting everything on me. Perfect. But of course—you’ll never accept your mistake.”
“Maya!” his voice cracked like a whip. “Say only what I like to hear. I’m not sitting here to listen to your nonsense.”
His eyes hardened further.
“I tried explaining things to you calmly. Now… I’ll make you understand my way.”
Maya’s lips curled in defiance.
“How? By torturing me? By forcing sex?”
Atharva leaned closer, his gaze intense, almost dangerous.
“More than that. This was just the trailer.” A pause. “The whole movie is still waiting for you.”
Maya held his gaze, unflinching.
“Are you threatening me?”
Atharva’s fingers tangled into her hair again, gripping it into his fist as he pulled her slightly forward.
“Atharva Raisinghani doesn’t give threats.”
And before she could react—
He crashed his lips onto hers.
Harsh.
Rough.
Painful.
There was nothing gentle about it.
It wasn’t a kiss—it was control. Domination. Anger poured into something physical.
Pain shot through her—but Maya had made up her mind.
Despite everything—
She didn’t flinch.
Not even once.
Her fingers clenched tightly around his shirt, gripping it as if that was the only thing holding her together.
Her breathing started to falter… growing uneven… weaker…
But still—
She didn’t push him away.
Because somewhere, deep inside—
She already knew.
No matter how much she struggled…
Atharva wasn’t going to let her go.
After a long moment, Atharva finally pulled away from her—violently.
Maya lost her balance and fell straight onto the floor.
Her breathing was heavy… uneven… almost trembling. Her lips were stinging, slightly torn, a faint trace of blood slipping from the corner. Pain pulsed through them.
Her eyes were glassy, holding unshed tears—but she kept her head lowered, saying nothing… just trying to breathe.
Across from her, Atharva leaned back into the couch, his head resting against it, eyes closed as if nothing had happened.
A moment passed.
“Why are you sitting there?” he said coldly, without even opening his eyes. “Go. Bring drinks for me.”
Maya slowly turned her head toward him, disbelief and hurt flickering across her face. “I’m not going anywhere dressed like this.”
Atharva’s eyes shifted lazily toward the ceiling… then back to her.
She was still sitting on the floor, looking at him.
Without another word, he picked up his phone and made a call.
“Pick up Arun Raghuvanshi and Seema Raghuvanshi from the hospital.”
The moment she heard her parents’ names—
Everything inside her froze.
Maya shot up to her feet, panic flooding her voice. “No—no, I’m going! I’ll go… please…”
Atharva didn’t even look at her.
“Go.”
And that was enough.
Without wasting another second, Maya rushed out of the room.
---
Atharva’s gaze shifted toward the door.
“Rana,” he said calmly, “the drinks should already be placed at the reception. And from my room to that reception—there should be no one around.”
“Done, sir.”said Rana
Atharva placed his phone aside and leaned back again, closing his eyes.
---
Outside, Maya walked forward hesitantly, her eyes scanning every corner.
Just like Atharva had arranged—
The entire place was empty.
No one.
Not a single person.
Her steps slowed as confusion mixed with relief. She kept looking around, unsure, cautious, until she finally reached the reception.
Even there—
No one.
“Thank God…” she whispered under her breath. “If anyone had seen me like this…”
Her voice trailed off.
She quickly looked around for the drinks. After a few seconds, she spotted a tray placed neatly in a corner—already arranged.
She paused… thinking for a moment.
Then picked it up and turned back toward the room.
---
The moment Maya stepped inside—
Atharva’s eyes opened.
His gaze went straight to her.
Maya avoided looking at him for long. She walked forward and placed the drinks on the table.
“Make one.”he ordered
She didn’t reply. Silently, she moved toward the table and bent slightly, about to kneel—
“What are you doing?”he asked.
Maya looked up briefly. “Making the drink.”
“Where are you sitting?”he asked.
“Down…?”said maya.
“No.” His voice turned firm. “Sit on the table. Cross your legs. And untie that dress. Then serve the drink.”
Maya’s expression tightened. “Don’t you—”
Atharva__“No more questions.”
The sharpness in his voice cut her off instantly.
She inhaled deeply, her fists clenching for a second.
Then slowly—
She obeyed.
Climbing onto the table, she turned slightly toward him and sat down, forcing herself into position.
“Crossed legs?” Atharva added. “And boobs…”
He didn’t need to finish.
Maya didn’t say a word.
She crossed her legs… then reached behind, loosening the tie of her dress slightly, her hands trembling just enough to betray her discomfort.
Then she began making the drink.
Atharva didn’t look at her face.
Didn’t look at her eyes.
Didn’t look anywhere else.
His gaze remained fixed—intense, unmoving on her boobs.
Maya could feel it.Every second of it.
She lifted the glass once she was done, her fingers tightening around it before extending it toward him.
“Your drink.”
Atharva glanced at her hand for a brief second… then took the glass.
But even as he brought it to his lips—
His eyes didn’t leave her.He was only looking at her boobs like it was his first time..
Maya shifted slightly under his gaze, her body growing more and more uncomfortable. His eyes weren’t just looking—they were pressing into her, harsh, invasive.
But even more than that… she was afraid of the environment. Of the room. Of the possibility that someone might walk in and see her like this.
Atharva noticed her eyes flickering again and again toward the door.
“No one is coming here.”he said calmly.
Maya looked at him, a bitter edge in her voice. “Of course… you have personal experience here, right? You must know everything.”
Atharva gave her a brief look… then, without warning—
“What’s the weight of your breasts?”
Maya blinked, stunned. “What? What are you even asking?”
“Weight.”he said.
She turned her face away. “I don’t know.”
Atharva leaned forward.
Before she could react, his hand came up—lifting her boobs roughly, as if measuring.
“Mmm… around 500… maybe 550 grams…”Atharva muttered.
Maya instantly slapped his hand away, anger flashing in her eyes.
“Shut the fuck up! I’m not some object for you to measure like this!”
Atharva leaned back into the couch, completely unfazed.
“You are an object to me,” he said coldly. “Or should I say… a toy.”
Maya immediately reached for her dress, trying to tie it back—
Atharva__“Did I say you could?”
She froze.
“But you’ve already done what you wanted,” she shot back, her voice tight. “Then why do you still need me like this?”
“Untie it.” His tone turned sharp. “And stay like this… until I say otherwise.”
Maya’s hands trembled slightly—but she didn’t argue further.
Her eyes lowered, filled with humiliation.
And Atharva… made sure she felt every bit of it.
Every word. Every command.
“Turn around, biwi.”
Maya hesitated. “Why?”
His voice snapped instantly.
“Trust me… if you question me again, I’ll ruin your parents in ways you can’t even imagine. And you won’t be able to do anything.”
Her jaw clenched hard.
Without another word, she turned around.
Atharva leaned forward again, pulling her dress slightly down from behind… his hand gripping her ass as if weighing, assessing—like she wasn’t even human.
A few seconds passed.
“Great. Now turn back toward me.”
Maya instinctively tried to pull her dress back up over her chest—but his earlier words echoed in her mind.
Her hands slowly dropped.
She left it like that.
Atharva took another sip of his drink, watching her.
“You can wear your dress.”
Maya didn’t waste a second. She quickly fixed it, covering herself as fast as she could.
“Why were you measuring me?” she asked, her voice still uneasy.
“I’ll tell you later.” He placed the glass aside. “Now go. Bring ice cubes from the mini fridge.”
Maya turned silently to go.
“Your walk,” Atharva added casually, his voice cutting through the silence.
“It should have a bounce. With every step. Like a proper slut.”
Maya shut her eyes for a second, looking up at the ceiling as if trying to hold herself together.
Then she started walking toward the fridge.
Just then—
Her body stiffened instantly.
Maya’s eyes darted toward the door… then back at Atharva.
Atharva ordered “Check who it is.”
“Like this?” she whispered, panic creeping into her voice. “Please… don’t do this… this dress is too revealing—”
Before she could finish—
Atharva hurled the glass violently across the room.
“NOW.”
She flinched.
Fear took over.
With shaky steps, Maya walked to the door and slowly opened it.
Veer stood outside.
His eyes scanned her—from head to toe—in one sharp, intense sweep.
Before he could say anything—
Maya quickly stepped behind the door, hiding herself.
Inside, Atharva’s gaze lifted toward the entrance.
And Veer—
Veer was already looking straight at him.
Eye to eye.
Unblinking.